A Plea for the End of Breast Awareness
I was starting to get used to the boob parade until I witnessed a tall teen boy squeezing past a short teen girl in a crowded firehouse.
My Favorite Child is…
…the one who suddenly slept through the night when I desperately needed him to, back when he was little and I had a sinus infection and a total of 8 hours of sleep — for his entire babyhood. …the one who cried and asked for his Mommy when I dropped him off at preschool. …the one [...]
Clarence Clemons and Emotions in Concert
His head had been the victim of my air-drumming to Springsteen since he became old enough to move to the front seat of my car.
3 Reasons Blog Posts Get Shorter as the Days Get Longer
And to think: school doesn’t even let out for the summer until tomorrow.
